Hearing the Geth lying on the ground speak, Shepard immediately raised her gun and aimed it at it. From what she knew of the Geth, this mechanical race generally either wanted to self-destruct, self-destruct, or self-destruct at times like this. But this black Geth merely lay there, having even tossed its Sniper Rifle aside. It looked remarkably harmless.
"Can you understand what I'm saying?"
Shepard kept her weapon trained on the Geth as she questioned it. The other party nodded.
"Yes."
Hearing that answer, Shepard frowned.
"Then do you want to attack me?"
This time, the Geth shook its head.
"No."
"Then why did you help me?"
Shepard lowered her gun and studied the Geth robot before her curiously. It thought for a moment before speaking.
"We have heard of you."
"That's not surprising. I've fought plenty of Geth."
Shepard was not surprised by what the Geth said. If this were a game, she could probably earn a platinum achievement called "Geth Butcher." With how relentlessly she had pursued and attacked the Geth lately, it would have been stranger if they did not know her.
"No..."
Yet this time, the Geth still shook its head.
"We have heard of you, but we have not met. You are Commander Shepard, from the Alliance, human, fighting the heretics. We know everything you have done."
"Heretics?"
Shepard frowned upon hearing that.
"What do you mean by heretics?"
"The Geth create their own future. The heretics seek their future from the ancient machines. They serve the ancient machines. They are no longer one of us."
"Wait, wait, my head's a little scrambled..."
Everyone froze at that. Then Shepard raised a hand to her forehead, because the amount of information packed into the Geth's words was simply overwhelming.
"You mean... the Geth following the Reapers